Awakening Supports/Cherche Stahl

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C Support

Stahl:
Phew... Another load done. Just one more basket and... Hmm? Now whose cloak is this?

Cherche:
Hello, Stahl. I see it's your turn for laundry duty today.

Stahl:
Oh, hey, Cherche. Say, do you know whose cloak this is? It has the most delightful smell!

Cherche:
Oh, that's mine. I sprinkle it with a special fragrance I find soothing. It helps me get a good night's rest, even when we're camped in the wilds.

Stahl:
*Sniff* Gods, it's like nothing I've ever smelled before!

Cherche:
It smells of home to me. It's quite common back where I come from.

Stahl:
It's interesting how things vary from place to place. Smells, fashions, art, manners...

Cherche:
Before the empire swallowed up all of Valm, the land was split into small, unique realms. You can still see these differences today as you move from town to town.

Stahl:
Someday I'm going to buy you an ale and have you tell me all about it! But, um, what about the cloak? Won't all the smell run out if I wash it?

Cherche:
That's fine. I'll just add more fragrance when you're done.

Stahl:
Then laundered it shall be!

Cherche:
You know, people in some areas of Valm have unusual ways of washing clothes. If you're interested, we can do the laundry together and I'll show you some tricks.

Stahl:
Milady, I will ALWAYS take free assistance on laundry day. Plus you can tell me more about Valm as we work!

Cherche:
And in return, you can tell me some things about Ylisse. Er, and speaking of manners and customs, it is... Um... Well, in my land, it's considered very bad form to go sniffing a lady's cloak.

Stahl:
Then why do you make it smell so good? It's like a trap!

Cherche:
Heh. I suppose it is, at that.

B Support

Stahl:
Tents? ...Check. Stew meat? ...Check. Firewood? ...Uh-oh. Low on firewood.

Cherche:
Is something the matter?

Stahl:
Oh, hey, Cherche. No, nothing's the matter, per se.

Cherche:
Is that so? You look worried. Furrowed brow and all that.

Stahl:
Oh, you can just ignore that. My brow furrows pretty easily.

Cherche:
Being naturally frowny must cause many a misunderstanding, hah! Or perhaps it just makes people feel more solicitous toward you...

Stahl:
Hah! I'd never thought of it as an advantage before.

Cherche:
You know, it seems like every time I see you, you're engaged in another chore.

Stahl:
I volunteer a lot. I just enjoy keeping things...tidy, I guess. Plus, you don't want some of these axe slingers going anywhere near your laundry...

Cherche:
Well, I think it's very admirable. Perhaps you could use a hand?

Stahl:
Well, I WAS just about to head out to collect more firewood... Perhaps you'd care to accompany me to the forest? I can use your talents if we stumble across any fell beasts.

Cherche:
Back in my village, an invitation to collect firewood indicates romantic interest. Something to do with firewood igniting the flames of passion in the girl's heart...

Stahl:
Wha—?! G-good gracious, truly? I... I meant no offense. I swear! ...Also, that is a really weird first date. I'm just saying.

Cherche:
Heh heh. Oh, it's quite all right. How were you to know? In any case, I'll help out, and you can tell me more about the culture of Ylisse.

Stahl:
Sounds like a plan.

A Support

Cherche:
Here, Stahl. This is for you.

Stahl:
Oh, what a beautiful handkerchief! Thank you. ...Did you make it?

Cherche:
I wanted to give you something in return for all your stories of Ylisse. I'm not an expert at needlework, but it's the thought that matters, right?

Stahl:
I think it's great! I'd buy this in a store!

Cherche:
That's very kind of you to say. You've taught me so much about the culture of Ylisse that I'm quite anxious to visit. In fact, when this war is over, I'm planning to tour its most famous sights.

Stahl:
That's funny, because when peace comes, I've decided to visit YOUR homeland. I want to help reunite families and rebuild their towns and villages.

Cherche:
You have a generous heart, but that really should be my job. Besides, your duty is to the reconstruction of Ylisse, is it not?

Stahl:
Yes, but I have to at least visit Valm. I mean, we DID collect firewood together.

Cherche:
Hah!

Stahl:
No, but seriously. I consider you a good friend, Cherche. And since our last talk, I've been studying the customs of your country. This handkerchief is a gift given from one best friend to another, is it not? So forget Ylisse! There are plenty there who can rebuild better than I. Instead, I shall work to rebuild the country of my dear, close friend, Cherche!

Cherche:
Why, Stahl, that's very sweet of you. But, I think you made a mistake. The gift of a handkerchief is only significant when exchanged between women. From a woman to a man, it has no meaning at all. ...Well, other than a nice gift.

Stahl:
O-oh, is that true? Oh, gosh, it is, isn't it? Blast, this is MOST embarrassing... Why didn't I read that passage more carefully?

Cherche:
It's quite all right. I'm flattered you thought to read about my country at all. Besides, who cares if you don't know all the ins and outs of my culture? You're pleased to be my friend, and that's all that matters. I would be happy to call you the same.

Stahl:
I'd like that very much.

Cherche:
Friendship is the best way to build bridges between cultures, don't you think?

Stahl:
Absolutely!

S Support

Stahl:
Cherche, do you have a moment?

Cherche:
Yes, what's on your mind?

Stahl:
I wanted to apologize again for not knowing about the handkerchief thing.

Cherche:
Don't be silly! What's a little mistake between friends anyway?

Stahl:
We have become good friends, haven't we?

Cherche:
You sound almost...dissatisfied about that. Or is that your naturally furrowed brow?

Stahl:
I think you have the right of it, Cherche. Dissatisfaction, I mean.

Cherche:
What are you saying?

Stahl:
Cherche, when I'm with you, I want something more than friendship. I misinterpreted your gift last time, but this time there can be no mistake. So...here.

Cherche:
You're giving me a ring?

Stahl:
It's an Ylissean custom. It means I want to marry you.

Cherche:
I know. We have the same custom in Valm.

Stahl:
Great. Then my intention should be crystal clear! I love you, Cherche, and friendship just isn't enough anymore. I want us to be man and wife, and maybe raise a family together. I want your home to be my home, and I want to help rebuild your country. What do you say, Cherche? Shall we build a future together?

Cherche:
You look worried again.

Stahl:
Er, I was going for more of an earnest and beseeching kind of thing...

Cherche:
Yes, I see it now. A pleading look, especially around the eyes. Are you sure you want to abandon Ylisse and throw in your lot with Valm? When your ardor cools and reality sets in, you may well regret your decision.

Stahl:
The ring symbolizes a lifelong oath. I shall not break it.

Cherche:
Then I must make a promise, too. Stahl, I will love you and honor you for the rest of my life.

Stahl:
Y-you will? Oh, thank you, Cherche! You won't regret this!

Cherche:
I know. Because if you break your oath, I'll have Minerva devour you whole.

Stahl:
Oh, my! Is that another one of Valm's customs? Never fear, my love. I assure you—that is certainly not going to be necessary!

Cherche:
Good! Then we're agreed.